I must confess I was not there to see Walton fly by Sky high, dunk it and make Jabar cry But I did see Clyde Glide in the MC He could make steals so fast its frightnin' Get to the other side of the court like grease lightin' I saw the enforcer enforce And Sheed get T'd So many times I thought he and the referees would get a divorce I saw Aryvidas hook it from three Without knees I saw the western conference finals every time we made it in the ninetees I saw all the first round exits, the misses, the handing over the keys To so many new GMS and coaches, I couldn't believe After every season my hope was ripped from me The pain in my side was so intense, I thought I might need an appendectomy I wanted to scream and punch my wall, felt like I lost someone in my family I realized the pain was really in my heart, I couldn't stop the bleed. Until the next day, anyway Then all seemed to be ok After all there is always the next season to look foward to Cause when you a true Blazer fan your never through
Last season the Blazers had it all figured out It was finally our time in rip city no doubt Then Matthews went down, clowned his Achilles The pressure was to much for Afflalo, but I don't blame him that shits silly It was just a bad time with no rhyme or rhythm Without our heart there was just no winning algorithm We fell without our security in the standings to near obscurity And with another quick exit, the plan fell apart with fear and uncertainty With number twelve jumping ship, trades, and free agent accolades We decided to go with younger players who will drink the Gatorade Care more about chamipoships, then mansions and escalades We still got Dame to lead the way, and we can always pray We have good players potentially, if this experiment works out eventually Things will be looking up for the Blazers exponentially We just have to wait and see We can do all the guessing we want to, will we do bad or won't we Opinions are like assholes and lips everybodys got one In the end it doesn't matter what we say because the results ain't got none So sit back and watch these young guys play, it may be nasty When we lose there will be no amnesty But when we win, we'll destroy And show the other team the difference between tragedy and travesty
Yo Yo, @ChrisCraig This ones for you. *Tap, Tap, Tap* the microphone... "Whas up fools??? Back by popular demand is the rip city two rappoff!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" So with that said, lets get this party started, seee.... We all high on a Lillard time suite Dame dollars droppin threes Bringing us to our knees Oh man how sweet was that suite?????? You got GrlChz eating HCP's nachos, cause he was a no show, hope it wasn't cause of me ya know? Wookies pregame 12 pack of coors light, still sober at half time despite... Good ole Hailblazers eyes fluttering romantically at Homer...Had to hide his damn boner Then there was Strenous, who came a bit nervous, not sure who to root for. He came in black and red but a hoodie with OKC blue.... that whore!!! KJironman a master of analysis, sitting there getting pissed.... three quarters of the game it took him to figure out how to post a pic!!! And with a one, a two a three lets say, Bbert and Marsi ,were pretty intense this day... While some of us were hootin and hollering and getting drunk, they were eyes glued to the court saying to the rest of us, what the fuck, pay attention you punks... watch the damn game!!! And this!!!!: Slys shit eating grin when he realized the ball he was about to try to steal, was really a gift for him!!! S2 is so cool we even had a celeb drop by. No King didnt make it, but John Goodman poked his head in and said hi!!! Man, some seriously good times and I'm sad that there are some of you who Ive missed. We need more time, the time flew by and for that im pissed. But a night to never forget and thats the truth...Can we please do it again really soon??? Ill help pay, cause this was fuckin cool!!!! Okay... lame... more like a shitty poem than a rap, but what can I say... the thread went to archives and im rusty. Who's next. You got game? You wanna play? Time to step up Mr. Chris Craig!!!
Life up in the arena moves fast you see Blink your eyes and hear Mark shouting "For threee" Dame Dolla's making buckets and handing out change AC from deep you know he's found that range CJ drive and dish as he weaves around trees Spots the open Meyers no pump fakes please Chief has arrived and he's leading the tribe Harkless off the bench man he's feeling the vibe Phys Ed with the hustle has the glass on lock Tim Frazier on the break looks to pass the rock Pat bringing us luck as we try and take the crown Alexander rises up with the 1 handed throw down Hendo's stroke is pure, Blazers take the lead The vet Chris Kaman brings the humor indeed Noah with the hook and his shots got arc Montero's engine running as the cars in park Last but not least Plums bringing intensity Y'all already know this is how we do it in Rip City
Steps up to the mike: Ooh Shit, ah here we go Almost signed a non disclosure but no Neil's plan is still unknown But we got a suite Slypokerdog his media throne Met up at the bartenderless bowling alley Running up a tab with some of the crew what's the tally Slypokerdog dog dropping jack and cokes like water Telling some hardcore jokes leading us to slaughter When he and Streneus leave the rest of us talk about how we are all proud fathers In the middle of packer land, but no bother Who knew Hailblazer and Homer were fine beer conniseurs All these jokes bout Wookie and his affinity for Coors Homer the only one there Rocking Blazer gear, while near Hailblazer and Streneus try to explain their color schemes In truth were just all dreaming the big dream The suite life and Dame threes We all throw our money down like big G's And walk out that place like we own it Hold the door for a lady, hope the female race don't disown us Into the car It's not far The center formally known as the Rose Garden Slydogs trophy in my lap I'm guardin' I won't forsake it Hailblazers nagging like my wife from the wheel...don't break it Discussing whether we should try to win this season or tank it VIP access to the suite level no lines Just security that's fine Treating us like bone thugs VIP style no gloves from behind Before they scan our ticket to heaven In suite 18 is my brethren I enter to beers and cheers in totality A room full of nerds in reality I can't say much more because of legalities Halftime cues us harking on Adam B Wook and I calling out his name like he's the next contestant, till he looks we aren't gonna let him be. Finally he raises his hands up Says "What!?" We say hi, its a riot Though Bjaranson didn't seem to buy it The second half is all but boring Both teams playin hard They are both scoring, back and forth The crowds and us roaring Here comes the fourth OKC leading But have no fear Dame Dollar will have them pleading Dropping threes like griddles on a hot grill One after another with some sizzle What a thrill Leaving OKC with a puzzle There is no choice but timeout Let grow their seed of doubt In their huddle they can pout while I drink my Stout Have no fear Blazer fans Dames a three point assassin Trimming the deficit faster than you can ask him Before we know it we are on our feet in the suite, enjoying the sweet taste of victory An epic game, OKC is history Celebrating and embracing Blazer fans at their hardcorest In suite 18 we know what the score is Fuck the draftpick the chorus Cause this hangover, the rest is a fog Oh yeah MVP Slypokerdog
Dame Time (x3) Is there an echo in here It's underdog have no fear Dame came to play you best stand clear Think you can stop him how deranged Hes breaking ankles from 3point range So bad Westbrook needs a name change Should be a four point play But refs got no respect no way That shits straight up machivallian If this was a James Bond film They'd be the villan It's gametime And Dame time is thrillin' I'm getting vertigo From all the threes that he's drillin' I can't believe that the away team Thinks they're still in it He's trimming the deficit faster then Obama, setting a precident Dame for president I'll vote for him before Trump or Hillary Without hesitance Dame Time(x3) I think I hear that echo Off the ceiling where the jerseys are hanging, just let go and let it in Dame Time just won the game again So lift up your chin, shout it out Be proud to be a Blazer fan cause Dame Dollars got our back no doubt
We traded the Thrill but still keepin it real The boy Dame Lillard with the shots to kill Cav, Piston, Rocket or Buck He'll put you down without giving a ... Second thought as he rises up for 3 Showing why we call it Rip City Best fans in the league Yeah that's no contest Representing the cause As Dame puts em to rest
They called us a mediocrity Well shit our GM must be Socrates Said we'd were young guns Who had have no wins but lots o fun Little did they know Were a bomb bout to go off And steal the show Who cares that we lost most our starters The NBA is getting younger, The Lakers are fakers, And I think Kobes wearing a garter Meanwhile there's no team who's worked harder All that sweat and blood to prove were real and we have climbed the ladder And turned in to something that matters Because of Neil It's not the size of the dog in the fight It's the size of the fight in the dog And though we might look like a chiauwau were a fucking doberman Ready to bite back Attack On the fast break Dame to Harkless Highlight reel, make the rim shake Another triple for 3J A posters not good enough I think they need an x-ray Get that defense out of here that shits flimsy Davis will show you the right way Knock that ball out the MC Crabbe will always be our 6th man Gerald our layup hitman Hell I can't tell if Vonlehs gonna be king Kong or greased lightning Leonard is starting to rebound Man that shits enlightening Every players got a chip on their shoulder Shits about to get strange like those aliens Keeping the truth from fox mulder Were about to destroy and conquer We are doing so good its starting to make Adam silver go bonkers Guess I've got nothin left but to be thankin All those who said we should be tankin Cause it's been nothing but but ammo For the Blazers chemistry viscosity Whammo Like super glue were hanging high To the nbas animosity Unlike those other so called sho-ins we don't take a day off And san antoinio that's why we'll see you ass in the first round of the playoffs
You know what Chris, I'm not even gonna have a competition or anything. Ive officially nominated you to write lyrics for a Blazers song I have in the works. PM me your email and I will send a rough draft version to you to get you a feel for it. Ill have it ready in a couple hours, as I need ot send it to a couple others who might be working on it as well. Just doing some minor editing on some initial tracks. Now we just need another rapper, unless you can rock the mic!
Sent you a pm... Be glad to work on some lyrics man...I might even be motivated to pic up a mic...all I got I've got say is appreciate the respect
How come when I search for this thread using the title and/or portions of the title, it doesn't show up? I had to sift through my likes to find this thread. With that said, yes. Its time once again you heathens. You disciples of the Blazer Flame of hell we shall instill upon all competition. WHy? Cause we have the (soon to be) best leader ever in the game...that's right. His name is Dame. So you ready to throw down, or you just gonna go down? Studio is put back together and man im itching like a silty feather. Its time to complete the Blazer theme from the zeros so we can pass it along to our heros. You got game? Not looking for fame, just a little competition that isn't lame. Dame at the Crystal Ballroom. Did you go? I didn't... what a fool thinking it wasn't for me, i'm not cool. Shiiiit. Ida had a blast, I can tell now, cause that Dame works fast. Ida had to give him a bow. Okay after reading, there is definitely some rust to dust off, but its not even preseason, let alone the playoffs, so who's down for round two? Or are all of you sitting scared in your chairs like glue?
Why does it have to be rap & hip hop all the time? Why can't it be load screaming head banging music?
